Adopted Soldier

It has been a year now since Alex was captured and forced to do numerous tests by his crazy grandfather. Over this past year Alex's body had significant changes. His body which was full of wounds, scars, and burnt marks was now as smooth and clean as a baby's. It was also noticeable that Alex was now taller than before, as he was now one-hundred-eighty-eight centimeters tall. Not only did his height increase, his overall strength and skill was now beyond anything than before.

At the moment Alex was on the verge of reaching the level of the monsters on the top of the food chain, those with the strength of SS rank mercs. This was his current strength that has been pushed to the very limits by his crazy grandfather. The only thing limiting Alex's growth right now was his age, and his still not yet fully developed body.

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In this past year Alex tried to escape twice, and failed both times. The first attempt failed as five high level people from the Shadow Mercenaries, had intercepted him. The second attempt went better than the last, the five intercepted Alex again, but this time he was too strong for them to handle. It was then Alex faced two monsters that weren't on Lyner's or his grandfather's level but nearing it.

These two were at the very top of the organization only second to his grandfather. One of them was Oliver's uncle Hektor, and the other was a hooded figure that seem to be on the same level as Hektor. These two were able to somehow recapture Alex and brought him back to his isolated room.

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Richter seeing how Alex has grown so quickly that he was able to fight the two strongest subordinates he had, made him both proud and depressed. He was obviously proud because of his grandson's increase in strength, but strength alone was not enough for one to be a true Greyhound. His grandson would sometimes show him that he had that spark of a true Greyhound, but something was holding him back to fully realize this potential.

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A true Greyhound was ruthless and will bite the neck of its prey until death. A true Greyhound should only think about vengeance and destroy the Granado Empire. A true Greyhound does not need friendship, compassion nor sympathy. These were the things Richter's father told him when he was young, and engraved it into the little boy's very body.

So seeing Alex with that glimmer of hope in his eyes, rubbed Richter the wrong way. The only thing he wished to see in the eyes of his grandson was nothingness. Richter who tried to gain all the information about his grandson, during the years he hasn't seen him knew what was holding him back and giving him that glimmer of hope.

There were quite a few people that were holding his grandson back to achieve his full potential. Yet there was one specific person who was truly an obstruction to making Alex realize his full potential as a Greyhound.

Richter who read every report about Alex, and saw some video footage of his so called normal life, knew of the person that was currently the most important to Alex. This person was Rachel Regius, Richter couldn't understand why but his grandson was greatly enamored by the girl.

This was the same problem his older brother had, that made him weak. This time Richter was going to do it right. Last time even though he killed the b*tch his brother didn't go back to his old self, instead he simply felt pity for him and died.

'This time I won't make the same mistake. Killing this girl wouldn't make Alex into the Greyhound I wish for... Hmm I guess for the time being I don't have any ideas of what to do. Well first I need to capture her, then I can freely think about what to do next.'

While Richter was thinking about what to do next, he suddenly smiled. Richter suddenly thought of something interesting to do. It would also help him decide what to do next. Richter immediately headed to Alex's room.

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Alex who was once again in the room with nothing in it, was thinking up a new escape plan. For some reason no matter what kind of distractions he uses, the people in this base could quickly find him. In his current state being weaponless, he wasn't able to overcome the two he fought before.

If it was that crazy grandfather of his that showed up, then it would have been impossible.

'I need to find a way to somehow avoid their detection.'

While Alex was thinking hard on how to escape, he saw the room suddenly being filled up with gas. Was another test about to happen, just after he was beaten up? Alex then felt his whole body suddenly go numb. This wasn't sleeping gas, it was something used to paralyze him, a nerve agent. Alex then saw that the door to his room opened. The person who came in was none other than his sh*tty grandfather. Alex was sure he was going to start beating him up, but seeing his grandfather's face made Alex suddenly feel something unwanted was about to happen.

"Alex I have wonderful news." Richter happily spoke as he entered the room. Seeing his grandfather this happy was a signal for Alex that something extremely bad was about to happen.

"I'll be bringing a friend of yours here. I think you'll feel even more motivated once she's here."

When Alex heard Richter say he was bringing a friend and that it was a she, he's mind blank out for a moment.

"I'm sure you'll appreciate the lengths you grandfather goes through, just to make you better. I'm sure Ms. Rachel Regius will have a fun time with us here."

When Alex heard his grandfather say Rachel's name his killing intent rose, as he looked at his grandfather with a murderous gaze. Even though his body was fully paralyzed he still tried to move, as he was able to bite his lower lip until it bled.

His mouth was shaking as he tried with all his might to speak.

"YOU F*CKING B*STARD!" His voice echoed throughout the room which sounded like it came from the depths of hell. It wasn't Alex's normal voice that came out, at this moment he sounded like an actual demon.

"IF YOU DARE DO ANYTHING TO RACHEL I'LL MAKE SURE TO GIVE YOU A FATE WORSE THAN DEATH!"

When Richter heard his grandson threaten him this way, unable to move as he glared at him with eyes of pure hatred, this made Richter shiver in delight.

'Yes this is it! Those are the eyes of a true Greyhound!' Seeing that Richter had seen the intended reaction he wanted, he took it a step further.

"Oh I would really like to see you try my little grandson. Don't worry too much, Ms. Rachel won't be lonely since I plan to bring all your little friends in that beloved club of yours. What did you call it?... Oh, right the Mercenary Club."

When Alex heard his grandfather say that, his body that was full of rage was finally able to overcome the nerve agent that had spread throughout his system. He then jumped at his grandfather at full strength, but he was caught by an iron grip to his face. He was then slammed onto the floor by his grandfather. Richter did this repeatedly until Alex was barely conscious.

"Don't worry my grandson, I'll be a good host to all your little friends.." This was the last thing Alex heard when he lost consciousness.